The King!

Thought I'd get into the holiday mood today, so while Jack was at his guitar lesson I nipped to the supermarket to get some Bud. I've always been a fan of it, especially when I'm in America. It's like drinking Guinness in Dublin. Anyway, with chicken pox threatening to cancel our holiday (Jack is still 100% fit and showing no signs of spots) and the stressful week that we've put in, I reckon I deserve a beer or two. Once we're on the plane we'll relax.